"But who wrote this poem?"
"It was Lin Rui'an, Lin Rui'an did it!"
Someone in the crowd shouted, and everyone searched for Lin Rui'an's figure in the crowd. Soon they saw Lin Rui'an holding the child on the outer edge.
The little guy was kicking his feet happily while holding the milk bottle.
My older brother!
[That's my older brother! Did you hear that?]
Oh, no, that's what she was thinking.
"Honey~ Brother~"
Lin Shixuan was surprised to see Lin Rui'an at this moment, and his expression turned somewhat unpleasant.
Damn Lin Rui'an, why do I have to pick on him?
Why do I have to come here to remind everyone that he is the son of a mistress?
He patted Zou Wanqing on the shoulder.
"Little sister, do you have any good poems?"
Zou Wanqing quickly recalled in her mind, and then said:
"Brother, I'll say a line, and you say a line."
"good."
"The courtyard is white with white trees where crows perch, and the cold dew silently wets the osmanthus blossoms."
"The courtyard is white with white trees where crows perch, and the cold dew silently wets the osmanthus blossoms."
"Tonight the moon is bright and everyone gazes at it, but I wonder whose heart is filled with autumn thoughts."
"Tonight the moon is bright and everyone gazes at it, but I wonder whose heart is filled with autumn thoughts."
He finished speaking.
The audience erupted in thunderous applause.
"It's incredible that Lin Shixuan could compose such verses. It's wonderful, truly wonderful."
"Yes, I must say, in terms of talent and learning, there are indeed few who can compare with him. Although he is not as good as the Grand Tutor, if he can win the top prize in next year's spring examination, he will probably be on par with the Grand Tutor back then!"
The crowd showered him with praise, which made Lin Shixuan feel particularly pleased.
He cast a provocative glance at Lin Rui'an.
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